Sunday, February 24, 2008
So sue me...
OK, so sue me... I am talkative this weekend. Did I tell you about Sam getting a letter sent home from his teacher Friday? I don't think I did. His teacher wrote a page and a half letter about him being disruptive in the class and in the hallway. He got in trouble in the bathroom and the principal actually called him down in the library for horseplaying. His teacher says he isn't normally like this, but he has days when he just kind of goes bananas and is more than a bit of trouble. He has this friend that is his partner in crime and I think a lot of it comes from him. I am not saying Sam wouldn't find trouble without this kid, cause I am sure he would, but this kid is a little more worldly than I am comfortable with sometimes. The kid has an older brother and he lives in a neighborhood with several older boys and I think he just picks up behaviors that he wouldn't have without their influence. I guess I am just a parent with more of an elementary school mindset, as far as my children go, and I think this other kid's mom has more of a middle school mindset and certain things don't bother her. I really like her, and I really like the kid, I just really don't like my kid when he is around them. Am I being a judgmental mom? I like to think that my parents were competely comfortable with my friend choices and that my friends' parents were comfortable too. I never thought much about this until this came to pass. How do you handle it when your kid has a friend that you don't think is good for him/her? It's not like I can say don't hang around him, because they are in the same class. The teacher tries to keep them apart because they do tend to get in trouble together but there is only so much she can do. Ugh... this momma thing gets more and more frustrating! We spanked him (sorry Maw-Maw, we had to do it) and we took his four wheeler away from him until next weekend (if his behavior improves). I just have my fingers crossed that we are doing right by him at home.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Good Saturday Morning...
Good Morning. It is 9 o'clock on Saturday morning and I have been up since 7am serving nutritious bowls of Apple Jacks to my darling children. Sam is now upstairs in the playroom watching a movie and Lily is up in her room going through her wardrobe deciding what to wear today. Hmmm... I'll bet she chooses a dress, what do y'all think? I'm sitting here in the living room watching Little Bill and typing away on my computer. Oh...here comes Lily... today she has chosen a denim mini-skirt, her pink "heart" shirt, and a pair of white summer sandals. She is fully accessorized (of course) with her Disney Princess necklace and bracelet. She has on a blue headband and is sucking a pink bobby that perfectly matches the color of her shirt. Ready for another day of changing clothes fourteen times! :)
I am feeling much better. I think most of this flu mess has moved on and I am so glad. Yesterday I felt good enough to clean. I probably should have gone to school but I didn't know I would feel that much better when I had to decide what to do about work the day before. I Lysoled everything. I washed all the sheets and I sprayed the mattresses down before I put clean sheets back on. I cloroxed the countertops and threw out all the old toothbrushes. I Lysoled all the door handles and light switches. Hopefully I killed all the sick cooties that might've been floating around in my house so that my family can all be healthy for a while.
Talking about cleaning remind me of cleaning the litter box which reminded me that I haven't talked much about my kitty on here. I am so sad because my kitty doesn't like me. Rascal is his name, although we all call him Kitty. He is so mean, mostly because the kids have made him that way. He likes Sam and he will sit on his lap and play, then fall asleep. I can't get him to come anywhere near me without attacking me. He climbs up on my chair...creeps over to me... and I don't even have to move at all.... he attacks my arm and does the whole chewing, scratching, kicking thing. I wanted a sweet little lap kitty and it looks like I am gonna have to wait until he is old before he will be like that. I guess I should've gotten an older cat, or at least I should've gotten 2 kitties so he could have something to keep him occupied besides my arm. We will have him neutered when he is 6 months old and maybe that will calm him down some too.
Katie and Greg came over last night for a while. We watched 20/20. We even got take-out from the fish camp. We laughed about how old we are...sitting around in my living room on a Friday night watching a news program. I am perfectly content to do that. I certainly wouldn't rather be at some club or party. I am pretty comfortable with that part of getting older. I wish I was as comfortable with the rest of getting older.
I don't think I mentioned that we gave Becky a baby shower last weekend. Me and Katie and Kylie got together and tried our hand at making a diaper cake and it was absolutely beautiful! I was so proud of us! I will have to do that again if I do anymore baby showers. It was really easy. We rolled up diapers and tied them together in a cake shape with 3 layers. Then we tied ribbon around each layer and added little doo-dads like baby shampoo and hand sanitizer and pacifiers and baby booties. So cute! I think I should sell them. Know anybody who needs a diaper cake?
Speaking of me and my crafty-ness, I got out all of my scrapbooks and did a little presentation at the church the other night for the ladies circle at church. I had not looked at my scrapbooks in such a long time and I was even proud of myself when I looked at them. I have a total of 8 books. This past year I had so many pages I had to use two books to hold them all. I hope my kids appreciate them when they get older.
I have recently gotten away from the habit I tried to start about finding something to be thankful for, instead of complaining each time I post on here. I'll give it another shot. Here goes... I am thankful for Brad. He has been a wonderful husband this week while I've been sick. He did laundry, he packed lunches, he did homework with Sam, he cooked, he bathed babies, he tucked in and read bedtime stories. He even came home from work on Tuesday to fix me some lunch because I was so weak I couldn't walk. Sometimes I get mad at him, of course. I think that must be normal. But overall, I am amazed at how much he loves me and how good he is to me. I hear other people talk about their husbands sometimes and I realize that I am very lucky to have the one that I have. He is not perfect, but neither am I, and I think in many ways we compliment each other.
I am feeling much better. I think most of this flu mess has moved on and I am so glad. Yesterday I felt good enough to clean. I probably should have gone to school but I didn't know I would feel that much better when I had to decide what to do about work the day before. I Lysoled everything. I washed all the sheets and I sprayed the mattresses down before I put clean sheets back on. I cloroxed the countertops and threw out all the old toothbrushes. I Lysoled all the door handles and light switches. Hopefully I killed all the sick cooties that might've been floating around in my house so that my family can all be healthy for a while.
Talking about cleaning remind me of cleaning the litter box which reminded me that I haven't talked much about my kitty on here. I am so sad because my kitty doesn't like me. Rascal is his name, although we all call him Kitty. He is so mean, mostly because the kids have made him that way. He likes Sam and he will sit on his lap and play, then fall asleep. I can't get him to come anywhere near me without attacking me. He climbs up on my chair...creeps over to me... and I don't even have to move at all.... he attacks my arm and does the whole chewing, scratching, kicking thing. I wanted a sweet little lap kitty and it looks like I am gonna have to wait until he is old before he will be like that. I guess I should've gotten an older cat, or at least I should've gotten 2 kitties so he could have something to keep him occupied besides my arm. We will have him neutered when he is 6 months old and maybe that will calm him down some too.
Katie and Greg came over last night for a while. We watched 20/20. We even got take-out from the fish camp. We laughed about how old we are...sitting around in my living room on a Friday night watching a news program. I am perfectly content to do that. I certainly wouldn't rather be at some club or party. I am pretty comfortable with that part of getting older. I wish I was as comfortable with the rest of getting older.
I don't think I mentioned that we gave Becky a baby shower last weekend. Me and Katie and Kylie got together and tried our hand at making a diaper cake and it was absolutely beautiful! I was so proud of us! I will have to do that again if I do anymore baby showers. It was really easy. We rolled up diapers and tied them together in a cake shape with 3 layers. Then we tied ribbon around each layer and added little doo-dads like baby shampoo and hand sanitizer and pacifiers and baby booties. So cute! I think I should sell them. Know anybody who needs a diaper cake?
Speaking of me and my crafty-ness, I got out all of my scrapbooks and did a little presentation at the church the other night for the ladies circle at church. I had not looked at my scrapbooks in such a long time and I was even proud of myself when I looked at them. I have a total of 8 books. This past year I had so many pages I had to use two books to hold them all. I hope my kids appreciate them when they get older.
I have recently gotten away from the habit I tried to start about finding something to be thankful for, instead of complaining each time I post on here. I'll give it another shot. Here goes... I am thankful for Brad. He has been a wonderful husband this week while I've been sick. He did laundry, he packed lunches, he did homework with Sam, he cooked, he bathed babies, he tucked in and read bedtime stories. He even came home from work on Tuesday to fix me some lunch because I was so weak I couldn't walk. Sometimes I get mad at him, of course. I think that must be normal. But overall, I am amazed at how much he loves me and how good he is to me. I hear other people talk about their husbands sometimes and I realize that I am very lucky to have the one that I have. He is not perfect, but neither am I, and I think in many ways we compliment each other.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Lost is awesome!!!...
I had kept myself from reading too many spoilers about Lost and I was so proud of myself tonight when I hit the nail so precisely on the head by predicting that Kate's baby was actually Claire's!! I couldn't help myself then...so I went to the spoiler page and I read (don't read this if you don't want to know) that a significant death occurs after Episode 4 but before Episode 8. So here's my theory... now that 5 of the 6 spots are taken (this is, of course, assuming that Aaron would be counted as one of the Oceanic 6) I think Sun (and her unborn baby) are going to be number 6. This also leads me to believe that either Claire or Jin are going to be the "significant" death that the spoiler page predicted. I can't imagine Sun and Jin being separated without there being a reason (like death), and the same goes for Aaron and Claire. Although I can see Claire handing Aaron over to save his life, sort of sacrificing her own rescue so that Aaron could get away safely. So, I am leaning toward the death being Jin. I like Jin pretty good. Better than Sun actually. But I have to admit I don't like either of them a whole lot.
And how about that sexy Sawyer sitting back in his bed with his beautiful abs going on!? Ordinarily, he is just OK to me (a bit too scruffy for my taste) but boy, oh boy, tonight he was looking downright edible! :)
It certainly was easy for Kate to walk away from all those charges with no jail time wasn't it? Almost too easy. Anyone else thinking that someone had a hand in getting her out of trouble besides her sickly old momma deciding not to testify? Probably that creepy Abaddon fella that visited Hurley in the institution.
Haven't really talked too much about last week... been thinking about who Ben's enemy(s) is. Brad thinks it is Charles Widmore. I dunno. Could be.
I read the girl with the wonderful Lost blog again and she is really smart. She watched the podcast and the writers suggested rewatching the orientation video for the Orchid station (she has a link) to help explain the appearance of the polar bear in the desert in Tunisia. I rewatched it and it was the guy holding the Number 15 rabbit while talking, then all of a sudden something seems to fall from the sky and then there on the shelf in a cage is the Number 15 rabbit (while he is still holding the same Number 15 rabbit from before). AGH!! Two Number 15 rabbits! He asks his assistant something about what she had it set on, she says "20, but we're still learning how it works". So what does this all mean? Well, to me, it suggests that something is allowing them to manipulate time, travel through time, and possibly loop from future to past to try to "alter" events. I truly believe that this entire show is a loop of all the survivors, particularly Jack (and possibly Desmond). I think they are looping through time again and again, trying to get back to when/where they were the happiest. But I think they, too, are still learning how things work and I think they just can't get the "landing" down quite right. I don't know. It may not make much sense when you read it, but trust me, it makes perfect sense in my own mind.
Before I go off to bed, let me interject that after tomorrow I will have missed one full week of work due to the flu. I haven't missed that much work since I gave birth! I am feeling much better but I am as weak as water and I decided to take tomorrow to just continue to get my strength back. Brad and Sam seem to be getting better as well. If I had it to do over again, I would wash my hands way more than I did in the hopes of preventing this! Hint: wash, people, wash!!!
And how about that sexy Sawyer sitting back in his bed with his beautiful abs going on!? Ordinarily, he is just OK to me (a bit too scruffy for my taste) but boy, oh boy, tonight he was looking downright edible! :)
It certainly was easy for Kate to walk away from all those charges with no jail time wasn't it? Almost too easy. Anyone else thinking that someone had a hand in getting her out of trouble besides her sickly old momma deciding not to testify? Probably that creepy Abaddon fella that visited Hurley in the institution.
Haven't really talked too much about last week... been thinking about who Ben's enemy(s) is. Brad thinks it is Charles Widmore. I dunno. Could be.
I read the girl with the wonderful Lost blog again and she is really smart. She watched the podcast and the writers suggested rewatching the orientation video for the Orchid station (she has a link) to help explain the appearance of the polar bear in the desert in Tunisia. I rewatched it and it was the guy holding the Number 15 rabbit while talking, then all of a sudden something seems to fall from the sky and then there on the shelf in a cage is the Number 15 rabbit (while he is still holding the same Number 15 rabbit from before). AGH!! Two Number 15 rabbits! He asks his assistant something about what she had it set on, she says "20, but we're still learning how it works". So what does this all mean? Well, to me, it suggests that something is allowing them to manipulate time, travel through time, and possibly loop from future to past to try to "alter" events. I truly believe that this entire show is a loop of all the survivors, particularly Jack (and possibly Desmond). I think they are looping through time again and again, trying to get back to when/where they were the happiest. But I think they, too, are still learning how things work and I think they just can't get the "landing" down quite right. I don't know. It may not make much sense when you read it, but trust me, it makes perfect sense in my own mind.
Before I go off to bed, let me interject that after tomorrow I will have missed one full week of work due to the flu. I haven't missed that much work since I gave birth! I am feeling much better but I am as weak as water and I decided to take tomorrow to just continue to get my strength back. Brad and Sam seem to be getting better as well. If I had it to do over again, I would wash my hands way more than I did in the hopes of preventing this! Hint: wash, people, wash!!!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Sick...again...
I swear, it seems like I never write about anything but being sick on this blog! Brad and I went on our Valentine's trip to Boone and we came back Sunday feeling absolutely miserable. I had a fever and Brad was all congested. Monday morning when I woke up, I had a fever of 103.4 and I felt like someone had beaten me with a sledgehammer. Brad said he didn't feel good either so he went to the Walk-In Clinic, they told him he had microbial pneumonia. I went to the doctor and they said I had the flu. Then, we took Sam to the doctor and he had strep and a sinus infection. I guess Lily is only healthy because she is still on antibiotics from last week when she was diagnosed with strep. So, the kids went to Linda's (doctor told me I was highly contagious until my fever was gone) and stayed Monday night. Brad is going to pick them up this afternoon (he actually went back to work today). I have already signed up for a sub again tomorrow because I am still running a fever. Being sick really sucks. When I am well, I am going to Lysol my house from top to bottom, wash all the sheets, throw all the bobbies in the dishwasher and throw out all the toothbrushes.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
In love with LOST... :-)
I am watching last week's episode of LOST while I am waiting for tonight's new episode to come on (9pm...counting down the minutes). I just wanted to say that I hope all my LOST friends enjoy the episode tonight. I am sure I will be up late tonight thinking about my favorite show ever. Enjoy.
Oh, and by the way, Happy Valentines Day to everybody. Sorry, but I win the sweetest husband award... he started out this morning by giving me a new UNCC sweatshirt he picked up while he was at his class this week, then he sent me roses to school, and tonight he brought supper home (Japanese) and he stopped by and bought me a box of chocolate. He also made arrangements for his mom to keep the kids Saturday night and he made reservations for us to spend the night in Boone.
Well, I'm going to get things ready for LOST (11 more minutes). Freshen up my drink, use the potty, put on my PJ's, etc. Y'all have fun!
Oh, and by the way, Happy Valentines Day to everybody. Sorry, but I win the sweetest husband award... he started out this morning by giving me a new UNCC sweatshirt he picked up while he was at his class this week, then he sent me roses to school, and tonight he brought supper home (Japanese) and he stopped by and bought me a box of chocolate. He also made arrangements for his mom to keep the kids Saturday night and he made reservations for us to spend the night in Boone.
Well, I'm going to get things ready for LOST (11 more minutes). Freshen up my drink, use the potty, put on my PJ's, etc. Y'all have fun!
Monday, February 11, 2008
A few thoughts about LOST...
OK, I have just a few minutes and I want to say how much I am loving LOST. Once again, this show has got to be the smartest, most original, best written show on television. I absolutely love all the connections to literature and philosophy and religion and everything else imaginable.
I have given up trying to figure out what is going on... I feel sure it is beyond me. I am hopeful that I will feel satisfied with the ending, whatever it turns out to be. All I know is that I have finally resigned myself to the fact that the plot is to complex to "figure out" and that I should just enjoy the ride as I go along.
More interesting to me than the overall plot are the characters. I am so intrigued by who is good and who is bad in this show. I used to think Locke and Jack were both good, but in different ways. As of now, I am thinking less and less of Jack and more of Locke (although Hurley said he should've gone with Jack in the last flashback, which makes me think of changing my mind yet again).
Some questions I would like to see answered soon...
1. What the hell is the monster?
2. Who is in the coffin at the funeral home?
3. Is Jack's dad dead or not?
4. Who in the world is Jacob?
That isn't everything, but you know how sometimes you have so many thoughts about a subject and you just can't seem to narrow them down to one or two major points... well, that's me. Having trouble organizing my thoughts about this. I will say I recently read a blog Carmen referred me to about the four horsemen of the apocalypse... very interesting. It also referred to a theory about a hollow earth that was very neat. Also, I've been readin a bit about Jeremy Bentham and his panoptic prison that my buddy Carmen also put me on the trail of... thanks, Carm. All of these topics, if you have a few minutes to investigate, are wonderful food for thought.
I have given up trying to figure out what is going on... I feel sure it is beyond me. I am hopeful that I will feel satisfied with the ending, whatever it turns out to be. All I know is that I have finally resigned myself to the fact that the plot is to complex to "figure out" and that I should just enjoy the ride as I go along.
More interesting to me than the overall plot are the characters. I am so intrigued by who is good and who is bad in this show. I used to think Locke and Jack were both good, but in different ways. As of now, I am thinking less and less of Jack and more of Locke (although Hurley said he should've gone with Jack in the last flashback, which makes me think of changing my mind yet again).
Some questions I would like to see answered soon...
1. What the hell is the monster?
2. Who is in the coffin at the funeral home?
3. Is Jack's dad dead or not?
4. Who in the world is Jacob?
That isn't everything, but you know how sometimes you have so many thoughts about a subject and you just can't seem to narrow them down to one or two major points... well, that's me. Having trouble organizing my thoughts about this. I will say I recently read a blog Carmen referred me to about the four horsemen of the apocalypse... very interesting. It also referred to a theory about a hollow earth that was very neat. Also, I've been readin a bit about Jeremy Bentham and his panoptic prison that my buddy Carmen also put me on the trail of... thanks, Carm. All of these topics, if you have a few minutes to investigate, are wonderful food for thought.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
A Friday off work and other thoughts...
I took this past Friday off work because I had several appointments. First, I went to the bone and joint clinic to see about my ganglion cyst on my wrist and to have him look at my knee (which has been bothering me off and on since playing in the floor with the kids on Christmas). He says I need to strengthen my quadriceps to help with the knee pain (no major problems, just apparently pulled something, x-rays looked fine). He wants to remove my cyst (again). He said if I had it drained, it would almost definitely come back. There is less of a possibility of it returning if I have it removed surgically. So, I'll probably be scheduling that soon. I had a haircut Friday too.
Then, I scheduled Lily an appointment at the children's clinic to have them look at her eyes. They have been runny and gunky for close to a month now, but she has had no other symptoms. Totally surprised when he looked in her mouth and diagnosed her with strep throat. And just let me say that I am becoming increasingly frustrated with the children's clinic. If I didn't like their doctors so much, I would've left a long time ago. I waited in the waiting room for over an hour and at one point, there were 49 other people in the waiting room with me. Yes, 49. And keep in mind that there are three waiting rooms at the children's clinic and I was only counting the people in waiting room number 2. It was ridiculous. Not to mention that I had to sit and listen to these 3 teenagers (each with their own baby) talk about fighting some girl waiting for them in the parking lot. They used lots of profanity and they sounded none-too-smart, you know.
Anyway, I did a lot of reading this weekend. I finished another Janet Evanovich book, Three to Get Deadly. It was good, too. I am telling you, I haven't read books that made me laugh out loud in a LONG time but these do. They are SO funny. I have already started Four to Score. I am sure this one will be good as well.
Aside from being pretty busy Friday, I really had a nice relaxing weekend. Sam didn't play ball Saturday and I spent the majority of the day cleaning house and doing laundry. I really needed to do that.
I still haven't really spent much time talking about LOST on here, but that will probably take me a long time because I have SOOOO much I would like to say about it. I will save that for another day.
Before I go, I just wanna say how much I LOVE the Foo Fighters. I am halfway watching the grammys and they keep talking about their performance coming up and I get so excited everytime I hear their music. If you haven't listened to them, you should.... they are just good rock n' roll at its very finest. Alrighty, I will write more about LOST when I am feeling more inspired.
Then, I scheduled Lily an appointment at the children's clinic to have them look at her eyes. They have been runny and gunky for close to a month now, but she has had no other symptoms. Totally surprised when he looked in her mouth and diagnosed her with strep throat. And just let me say that I am becoming increasingly frustrated with the children's clinic. If I didn't like their doctors so much, I would've left a long time ago. I waited in the waiting room for over an hour and at one point, there were 49 other people in the waiting room with me. Yes, 49. And keep in mind that there are three waiting rooms at the children's clinic and I was only counting the people in waiting room number 2. It was ridiculous. Not to mention that I had to sit and listen to these 3 teenagers (each with their own baby) talk about fighting some girl waiting for them in the parking lot. They used lots of profanity and they sounded none-too-smart, you know.
Anyway, I did a lot of reading this weekend. I finished another Janet Evanovich book, Three to Get Deadly. It was good, too. I am telling you, I haven't read books that made me laugh out loud in a LONG time but these do. They are SO funny. I have already started Four to Score. I am sure this one will be good as well.
Aside from being pretty busy Friday, I really had a nice relaxing weekend. Sam didn't play ball Saturday and I spent the majority of the day cleaning house and doing laundry. I really needed to do that.
I still haven't really spent much time talking about LOST on here, but that will probably take me a long time because I have SOOOO much I would like to say about it. I will save that for another day.
Before I go, I just wanna say how much I LOVE the Foo Fighters. I am halfway watching the grammys and they keep talking about their performance coming up and I get so excited everytime I hear their music. If you haven't listened to them, you should.... they are just good rock n' roll at its very finest. Alrighty, I will write more about LOST when I am feeling more inspired.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Just sitting here...
I'm sitting here at the kitchen table watching the kids play in the yard. Sam is trying to show Lily how to hit a baseball. He's not having much luck, but he appears to be very patient at the moment. Guess that's good...
Well, the crazy weekend is over! I survived. First of all, Hannah Montana was a trip. I've never seen so many little girls in one place so excited in all my life! They were all wearing Hannah stuff (including wigs) and they screamed all during the movie. It was hilarious! They even stood up and danced at the front of the theatre.
Saturday was crazy... Sam won his ball game, then he went with Collin and his mom from the game to Collin's birthday party. Meanwhile, I broke down and went to Kohl's to buy myself some fat pants. I was busting out of the ones I had. When I got home, I realized that the clerk had left a necklace that I bought out of the bag, so I convinced Brad to go with me back to Gastonia to get the necklace and have some dinner. We didn't get back home until late Saturday night.
Sunday we went to church then inhaled some lunch and changed clothes before going to pick up Carmen and Lucas for the circus. Had no trouble finding Bobcats Arena (thanks to Judy and her nice navigating lady-in-a-box). The circus itself was kind of boring but the biggest thing I want to share was how EXPENSIVE everything was. I told the kids I would buy them one thing. Well, they had these sno-cones in a plastic souvenir cup. They both wanted one of those. The kids were eating their sno-cones and the guy says "That will be 21 dollars." DO WHAT???? Yes, you read that right.... $21.00 for two sno-cones. Carmen bought Lucas a $12 bag of cotton candy! I could not believe how expensive it all was! The stinking programs were $15!! It is a good thing that the circus is a once-in-a-lifetime event. We sure won't be going back - not without a personal loan, anyways!
Last night Katie and Greg came over to eat supper and watch the super bowl. Brad had everything ready when I got home with the kids from the circus. Food was great...got everything cleaned up and settled down to watch some funny commercials and the doggone power went off!!! It stayed off for about 30-45 minutes, apparently a power line fell at the end of the road. It came back on just in time to see the last 4 minutes of the game.
After a weekend like this one has been, I barely feel like I had a moment to breathe. I was really sleepy this morning...had a hard time getting up. But you know, I guess I do actually feel better when I keep busy. I've caught myself being rather lazy lately. I think the Prozac was getting to me and making me more than a little complacent. I've not cleaned my house in several weeks and Brad has been doing all the laundry. So, I stopped taking the stuff about a week and a half ago and I can't believe the difference within the past couple days in my energy levels. I'm not constantly sleepy. I am due for my physical and I think I am going to try a new doctor. Several of my friends from school have been going to a women's care place in Forest City that spends a lot of time trying to get your hormones balanced, etc. I think I am going to give them a try. The only thing the women's clinic wants to do is medicate me, and I swear I don't know if that's the answer. Anyway, I am still searching for that miracle cure to make me skinny, happy, energetic and all the other things I know I can be. It's all deep down inside me screaming to get out! Rrrr!!! You just gotta laugh at me, don't ya?
Well, the crazy weekend is over! I survived. First of all, Hannah Montana was a trip. I've never seen so many little girls in one place so excited in all my life! They were all wearing Hannah stuff (including wigs) and they screamed all during the movie. It was hilarious! They even stood up and danced at the front of the theatre.
Saturday was crazy... Sam won his ball game, then he went with Collin and his mom from the game to Collin's birthday party. Meanwhile, I broke down and went to Kohl's to buy myself some fat pants. I was busting out of the ones I had. When I got home, I realized that the clerk had left a necklace that I bought out of the bag, so I convinced Brad to go with me back to Gastonia to get the necklace and have some dinner. We didn't get back home until late Saturday night.
Sunday we went to church then inhaled some lunch and changed clothes before going to pick up Carmen and Lucas for the circus. Had no trouble finding Bobcats Arena (thanks to Judy and her nice navigating lady-in-a-box). The circus itself was kind of boring but the biggest thing I want to share was how EXPENSIVE everything was. I told the kids I would buy them one thing. Well, they had these sno-cones in a plastic souvenir cup. They both wanted one of those. The kids were eating their sno-cones and the guy says "That will be 21 dollars." DO WHAT???? Yes, you read that right.... $21.00 for two sno-cones. Carmen bought Lucas a $12 bag of cotton candy! I could not believe how expensive it all was! The stinking programs were $15!! It is a good thing that the circus is a once-in-a-lifetime event. We sure won't be going back - not without a personal loan, anyways!
Last night Katie and Greg came over to eat supper and watch the super bowl. Brad had everything ready when I got home with the kids from the circus. Food was great...got everything cleaned up and settled down to watch some funny commercials and the doggone power went off!!! It stayed off for about 30-45 minutes, apparently a power line fell at the end of the road. It came back on just in time to see the last 4 minutes of the game.
After a weekend like this one has been, I barely feel like I had a moment to breathe. I was really sleepy this morning...had a hard time getting up. But you know, I guess I do actually feel better when I keep busy. I've caught myself being rather lazy lately. I think the Prozac was getting to me and making me more than a little complacent. I've not cleaned my house in several weeks and Brad has been doing all the laundry. So, I stopped taking the stuff about a week and a half ago and I can't believe the difference within the past couple days in my energy levels. I'm not constantly sleepy. I am due for my physical and I think I am going to try a new doctor. Several of my friends from school have been going to a women's care place in Forest City that spends a lot of time trying to get your hormones balanced, etc. I think I am going to give them a try. The only thing the women's clinic wants to do is medicate me, and I swear I don't know if that's the answer. Anyway, I am still searching for that miracle cure to make me skinny, happy, energetic and all the other things I know I can be. It's all deep down inside me screaming to get out! Rrrr!!! You just gotta laugh at me, don't ya?
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Whit-Mar Cheeseburgers...
I just had my first cheeseburger from the lake grill in over 2 years... I can die happy now. :)
Friday, February 1, 2008
LOST and another busy weekend...
The fourth season of LOST premiered last night. It was wonderful...not at all disappointing. I literally couldn't sleep last night because the gears in my brain were turning, already trying to figure it all out. I absolutely LOVE this show!
Today is a great day! Mom and Dad are opening the lake back up for business. It is as if all is as it should be in the world... the past few years have been so uncomfortable for me. It was like I have been living someone else's life, and a big part of that is the fact that there has been no "lake". I truly believe that that place is central to my family, almost like it keeps us connected. Maybe I am putting too much faith in a "place", but I really do feel that way. I am so optimistic about things.
I have a REALLY busy weekend planned. Tonight Sam's friend Collin is coming home with him from school to spend the night. Going to the Hannah Montana movie, basketball game Saturday, birthday party Saturday, Circus Sunday.... busy, busy, busy!
Today is a great day! Mom and Dad are opening the lake back up for business. It is as if all is as it should be in the world... the past few years have been so uncomfortable for me. It was like I have been living someone else's life, and a big part of that is the fact that there has been no "lake". I truly believe that that place is central to my family, almost like it keeps us connected. Maybe I am putting too much faith in a "place", but I really do feel that way. I am so optimistic about things.
I have a REALLY busy weekend planned. Tonight Sam's friend Collin is coming home with him from school to spend the night. Going to the Hannah Montana movie, basketball game Saturday, birthday party Saturday, Circus Sunday.... busy, busy, busy!
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